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and i am getting fucked up dreams. and things are exactly how they seem. the same reason that i get sick every time i walk on the east side of broad street. i know where your friends are from. and i know where they have their fun. and i hope you are all okay because soon enough you won't think that way. and the bus is late again. and i made me a new friend who likes talking too much, when will it ever just be enough again? the same reason that i get sick every time i walk on the east side of broad street.
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